Chapter Twenty-One: Maia

The trees fly past me in a blur. I can feel the wind in my fur and my tongue lolls out the side of my mouth.

I spot the red tape finally and dig my claws into the dirt, pushing myself to go even faster. I sprint across the red line taped onto the ground with a small yip.

I trot around the clearing, relishing the ache in my legs and the burning in my lungs. I pant heavily as I walk towards Angel and Zella sitting at a table talking.

I shift as I walk up and pull on the shorts and sports bra, they toss me. Angel is grinning widely, but Zella just glares at me through narrowed eyes. "You beat the record," Angel tells me.

"Fuck yes!" I shout, jumping up and down and pumping my arms in the air.

Zella growls under her breath. "Do you know how long it took me to make that record? Four years," she grumbles.

Angel shakes her head a little and playfully nudges her mate. "Hey but you trained the warrior that beat it in less than a month,"